Lying in bed last night, I thought about a CFNM event that I was lucky
enough to participate in. Even though it happened several years ago, I
know I’ll never forget it. It was with my sometime boyfriend, (Bobby),
back in my last year of college. I was home from spring break and all
of my friends had gone to Ft. Lauderdale. I was saving my money for a
car, so I couldn't afford to go with them this time. So I went back
home and stayed at my parent’s house in Atlanta for the week. The house
had a big backyard with an in-ground pool with a nice, high fence
around it. My parents were going out of town next weekend to go to a
wedding, so I got the great idea of secretly inviting my
part-time/sometime boyfriend Bobby over for an afternoon of fun in the
sun.
Bobby and I really weren't "boyfriend & girlfriend", but we had
dated off and on, and we did some light petting at a drunken high
school party once. All I remember is him feeling me up over my shirt
and I rubbed his rock hard bulge a few times. But since I went off to
college and he stayed back in Atlanta and went to a community college,
we didn’t see too much of each other. He was a hot looking, athletic
guy with short blonde hair. All of my friends drooled over him, but I
thought he was full of himself and a little too macho for my shy girl
tastes. Anyway, he wasn't doing anything next Saturday, so he said he
would come over, bring a few hundred beers, and get a tan with me.
Well, Saturday shows up, and so does Bobby, just after noon time. I was
already laying out in a lounge chair next to the pool in my black
bikini, listening to the radio. I had a pretty good figure then, thin
and tanned, but my boobs were barely a B cup. (and that was before the
Wonder Bra). So Bobby comes through the gate, says hello, makes a
comment about how nice I'm looking these days, takes off his shirt,
spreads out his towel, and lays down. I make sure he knows that
everybody in the house is gone until tomorrow. (I'm sure this gets his
wheels turning, as he probably thought I had invited him over for some
hot poolside sex). Truth be told, I just wanted some male
companionship. As luck would have it, I was on my period that weekend.
(I know, I know, perfect timing).
Well, after a few hours of talking, tanning, swimming, and drinking,
Bobby starts flirting and cuddling up to me while we were swimming in
the deep end of the pool. We hugged and I could feel his familiar rock
hard bulge through his trunks. Since I had a few drinks in me and was
feeling no pain, I made some funny comment like, "is that a snorkel in
your pocket, or are you just happy to see me ?". He laughed and said it
was the effect of him squeezing my ass under the water and not having
sex for a long time. I asked him if he ever skinny-dipped, and he said
yeah, sure, but never with any girls. So I said, well, here's your
chance, tiger.
We went back and forth about who would drop our suits first, but
eventually he caved in. But he would only get naked on the promise that
I would get naked after he did. (I'm such a good liar). Sure enough, he
goes to the deep end (about 5 feet deep), and pulls off his trunks and
throws them on the lounge chair about 6 feet away from the edge of the
pool, (big mistake). I quickly jump out and grab them, dancing to the
radio and waving them in the air. I thought for sure he would get
pissed, but he didn't. He just looked startled and started laughing.
(probably at the thought of knowing he’d have to get out of the pool
and wrestle them away from me).
I sat down at the table at the other end of the pool and just laughed
and waved his trunks in the air. I kept asking him to come and get
them, but he just kept smiling, begging me to give them back to him.
Since he was standing in the deep end of the pool, facing the wall, I
could only see his white ass cheeks through the water, when I went
around to the other side of the pool. I told him that he's got nothing
to be ashamed of, and that his ass looked good.
I also told him that I was sure that the other side was nothing to be
ashamed of either, remembering the rock hard bulge I rubbed one night
in high school. He said something about the cold water and I asked him
if shrinkage had become an issue. He said something like, he's never
been accused of being small, but the cold water was having an effect on
him, as well as the alcohol. I said, yeah, you guys always seem have
all the excuses.
Well, that was enough for him, because without warning, he jumped out
of the pool, with his hands covering his privates, and ran over to
where his trunks were. I quickly grabbed his trunks and ran around to
the other side of the pool, screaming and laughing. So now he's naked,
a little drunk, hunched over, covering his crotch with his bare ass on
display. I've never laughed so hard in my life.
He kept chasing me around the pool, but since he was covering his
privates with one hand, he couldn't run very fast. All I remember is
how muscular his legs and ass cheeks were. Jesus, if my parents came
home now with a naked guy chasing me around the pool, that would be
curtains for the both of us ! His hands weren't doing a very good
job of covering his blonde pubic hair and balls either.
Eventually, he got tired of chasing me and not catching me, so he just
laid down on his lounge chair and covered up with his towel. Having a
few beers in me, I suddenly felt ballsy enough to tell him that he had
to show "it" to me before I gave him his trunks back, otherwise I would
throw his trunks on the roof of the house. He said fine, go ahead, do
it, he didn't care anymore, and to just keep his trunks. So I said,
fine also, if he wanted to be naked for the rest of the afternoon, that
was fine with me.
So I walked over to my lounge chair, moved it away from him, (so he
wouldn't try anything tricky), and laid back down facing him, with his
trunks rolled up in my hand. I could see him checking out my camel toe
and the effect it was having on him. I couldn’t help but notice the
bulge protruding from underneath his towel and made another comment
about it. I think I said something about shrinkage again and that it
doesn't seem to be one of his problems. He just smiled and laid back
with his eyes closed, sunning himself in the hot sun, with the towel
only covering him from the waist down.
Well, after about 15 minutes of me asking him to show it to me, and
downing another beer, he caved in again and started to tease me with
it. He would hum the stripper song, while pushing the towel down far
enough for me to see his blonde pubic hair, then he would pull the
towel back up real quick and swallow another gulp of beer, cracking up
the whole time. I was giggling and getting excited at the idea of him
teasing me with his penis, which looked like he had become more than
semi-erect from the attention.
The anticipation was killing me. He could see that I was getting into
it, big time, and so was he. I had seen a few penises by then, and I
wasn't exactly a virgin, but that day, with the alcohol and the heat
from the sun, (and my wet bikini bottoms), I wanted to see this hunk's
dick "BAD". He knew it too, because he kept pushing his towel down
further and further each time, moving it side to side, showing more and
more of his shaft, smiling and laughing the whole time. Not wanting to
miss a second of this rare opportunity, I moved my lounge chair closer
to him, to get a better look. I’m sure he noticed that I was starting
to get really excited because I couldn’t take my eyes off of it.
Finally, I said, come on, let it out !, So he cleared his throat, and
slowly, inch by inch, he pushed the towel down farther and farther,
moving it side to side, showing more and more of his shaft, until the
pink head finally flopped out, completely exposing his cock and balls.
He threw the towel aside, opened his legs, and placed his hands around
the base of his dick, which made it stick straight up in the air,
waving it around a bit. This guy knew how to display his dick for a
female audience, that's for sure.
I just sat there awe struck and amazed. How did I get this hunk to lay
in front of me naked, with his hard dick sticking straight up, waving
it around at me, in broad daylight ? I told him that, see, he had
nothing to be ashamed of, just as I thought. If I had to guess, it was
about 7 inches long, maybe longer, with a nice girth to it and
circumcised. It had a nice dark, pink head with a small mole near the
tip. He asked me if I was going to get naked too, to which I then told
him about having my period.
For the next half hour, I kept glancing over as we talked and gulped
Bud Light, me staring at his penis and balls from behind my sunglasses.
I just laid there, studying his long shaft, which stayed in a
semi-erect state the whole time. I loved how his pubic hair was so
blonde and thick. How his balls were so big and his ball sack so tight,
pushing his dick up and out of the way, making it lay back, flat on his
stomach. He seemed to be totally at ease lying there next to me naked
and me in my black bikini. The alcohol in him must have had a calming
effect because he would occasionally reach down and touch himself,
scratching his balls or gently rubbing his penis. This, of course,
caused me to watch with absolute concentration. I think he sensed this,
as every time he did it, I would stop talking or sipping beer and watch
with absolute fascination.
I joked about his Cindy Crawford mole next to his pee slit. He just
looked down and lifted his penis up and looked at it. (I almost choked
on my beer !) He jokingly said he’s never really paid much attention to
it, but if I liked it, that’s all that matters. I moved in closer to
get a better look at the small mole. In doing so, I could smell his
wonderful manly musk coming from his balls. The smell almost put me in
a hypnotic trance. He arched his back slightly, closed his eyes, and
opened his legs a little, so I could get a better look at his soft,
fuzzy ball sack and the little blonde hairs that followed into his ass
crack. This guy was enjoying me enjoying him, no doubt about it.
Not many girls my age get to enjoy a cfnm situation like this, I
thought. But here I was, in the back yard that I grew up in, watching
this naked hunk lay next to me with all of his secrets out on display.
(I’ll never look at the backyard the same again). After awhile, I told
him that he should turn over because he didn't want to burn his pinky
winky. He chuckled and agreed, so he turned over, giving me the great
opportunity to check out his tight ass.
Here again is where I got my beer courage up and without asking, I
started pouring on some suntan lotion and rubbing it in. First on his
back and shoulders, and then, holding my breath, I started rubbing it
lower and lower, until I was rubbing lotion on his muscular ass cheeks,
YES ! All I could think of was how tight and firm his ass cheeks
were. I thought, this is God’s reward to me for all of the studying I
have done over the last four years ! Jesus, you could crack
a walnut with his ass cheeks.
I could see him getting in to it too, smiling the whole time I was
doing it. Well, I didn't want to seem like I was only doing it to
squeeze his ass, so I started rubbing some lotion on the back of his
legs and inner thighs. In the process of doing this, his legs got a
little wider apart and he lifted his ass up slightly. This put his ass
at an angle where I could check out the backside of his ball sack and
his tight little pink anus. Well, I've never seen a man's anus before,
let alone, in the bright sunlight. I was certainly getting an education
that afternoon, that's for sure. ( If my friends could only see what
I’m seeing, I thought ).
Eventually, I gave in to temptation and I got back to rubbing lotion on
his ass cheeks again. I noticed that when ever I got close to his anus
he would push his ass slightly upwards, as to say, yes, go there, and
rub it in there. So I concentrated all of my efforts on rubbing up and
down his ass crack, like in a wiping motion across his anus. I could
tell that this was driving him crazy. Well, after several minutes of me
rubbing lotion on his anus, he slowly turned back over. His eyes stayed
closed, but his dick was sticking straight up, bigger than it was
before, presenting a rock hard erection that could cut glass. (
obviously from me rubbing on his ass ).
Not wanting to squander this unbelievable opportunity, I started
rubbing lotion on his chest, neck, and shoulders. I slowly worked my
way down to his flat stomach, brushing up against the tip of his
hard-on, which laid back, hovering over his lower belly. And again,
with my courage, compliments of Bud Light, I rubbed his belly,
underneath his penis, making the head of it move back and forth,
touching the top of my little hand.
He obviously wanted me to touch it, because he soon grabbed my wrist
and started moving my hand towards it. I gently pulled away, but kept
rubbing lotion on his lower stomach, even rubbing it on his upper leg,
brushing up against his ball sack. (I know, I know, I'm such a tease).
Well, I guess he couldn't take it anymore and quietly asked me if I
would stroke it, since it was my fault he had a raging hard-on. I said
I would, but only if he showed me how guys "do it" first. He said, do
what ?. I said, you know what, jerk off !. He shook his head in
amazement and said that I sounded like his old girlfriend.
Whenever she got on her period and he wanted to have sex, instead of
the usual blow job / hand job stuff, she would sometimes ask him to
jerk off for her, because she loved watching him do that. He asked me
why is it such a big deal for us girls to watch guys do that ?. I told
him that it was something we knew that all guys did, but it is such a
deep, dark secret, so mysterious and fascinating. ( and admittedly,
it’s so damn erotic for us girls to watch ).
He asked me if I had ever seen a guy do that. I told him that a few of
my college friends and I had seen a guy through a window in his dorm
room once, masturbating to a porno on his TV. We just happened to be
walking by at night in this alley and saw him going at it. My friends
and I started laughing so loud that he heard us and looked up and saw a
female audience cheering him on.
He got up holding dick and ran out of the room. So Bobby then said,
well, I guess you’ve never seen a guy finish jerking off, right ? I
said, well, no, not exactly. So he heaved a big sigh and grabbed the
shaft of his penis and started slowly stroking. I got up and grabbed
the bottle of baby oil that I had on the table and walked back over to
him. I leaned over and dripped some oil on his erection for
lubrication. I could look down now, getting a great view of his hand
stroking his big hard-on.
Leaning down, I put my hand around the back of his neck and kissed his
cheek, as to say, thank you for giving me this show. Thank you for
allowing me to see what all guys do in secret, and what us girls just
love to watch. He said it would be easier for him if he sat up on his
knees, leaning back. (that's how he usually did it for his
ex-girlfriend).
I told him to go to the edge of the pool and jerk it off into the
water, so we wouldn't have to clean it up off of the patio. He agreed
and walked over to the pool, spread out his towel, kneeling on the
edge, with his penis hanging out over the water. This would give me a
great ring side seat if I got in the water, I thought. So I got in the
pool and stood to the side of him. As I was climbing in to the water, I
just couldn't believe that this was about to happen.
It was like an out-of-body experience, having a birds-eye view of fully
naked Bobby masturbating in the sun for my smiling enjoyment. Any of my
girlfriends would have given their left arm to see this. I couldn't
keep from grinning as I stood in the pool, to one side of him, almost
eye level with his ball sack, as he leaned back and started to slowly
jerk on his cock again. I had turned the radio off so I could
concentrate on Bobby's show. As I took in the view, I asked him if he
could do it a little faster, jerk it a little faster for me baby, come
on Bobby, that’s it.
He was obeying my commands and I was in hog heaven, knowing I was
controlling him. Soon all you could hear was his hand slapping up
against his swinging ball sack with the lotion on it. He was pumping it
like there was no tomorrow now. His balls were swinging forward and
backwards to the motion of his strokes. I could see from being so close
to his dick that he was getting close.
His dark pink head was now engorged and looked like it was about ready
to burst. Every once in awhile, he would look down and smile at me,
checking to see if I was enjoying his show. (like what girl wouldn't).
I would just smile back and slowly nod my head up and down as to be
telling him that he looks great pleasuring himself, and to just relax
and let it go.
Then I did something that, to this day, I still can't believe I did. I
must of got caught up in the moment or something, because as I was
standing in the pool, watching him masturbate, I reached around and
started to grope his butt cheek and even run my fingers up and down his
ass crack, still watching him jerk off. This sent him into overdrive,
because he started breathing very deep and slowly rocking back and
forth. With lotion on my fingers, I easily worked my middle finger in
to his anus.
I had heard about this from other girls in college that a lot of guys
love this when getting a hand or blow job. I could slip my lubricated
finger in all the way to the second knuckle, and all he could do was
writhe and moan, swaying back and forth, like he was fucking the air.
Within about 90 seconds of me finger fucking his asshole, twisting it
in as deep as I could and pulling it almost all of the way out, he then
jerked his head back, and a stream of white cream shot out and landed
in the pool at least 2 feet out. My jaw dropped as I thought to myself,
good lord, what a load he had in him !
And it just kept spurting out, one after the other. I reached my other
arm out in front of Bobby and caught a few squirts in my open hand,
still keeping my middle finger on my other hand deep in his anus. Every
time I shoved my finger in, another squirt would shoot out. I couldn’t
believe the control I had over him.
After the last squirt shot out, I just shook my head in amazement and
told him that that was incredible. I've never seen so much cum shoot
out of a guy. He said it must have been from all of my teasing. I said
it also might have something to do with where my finger still is. He
blushed and said that it did feel awesome and that his ex-girlfriend
used to do that to him too. I made a circular movement inside his anus
with my finger and said, oh, so you’ve had other girls finger you too,
huh?. Again, he just blushed, knowing I was still fingering and
exploring his anus. I told him that my girlfriends had informed me how
to finger a guy to give him stronger orgasms. He said that some guys
don’t like it because they feel embarrassed about it afterwards.
(idiots)
He laid back down on his back, still close to the edge of the pool and
bent his legs up and open again. I couldn’t help but stare at his
puckering anus. It really looked a little sore from all of my finger
work. Later, I would giggle to myself, knowing I had fingered him like
a prom queen. My girlfriends are never going to believe this !
I then pulled myself out of the pool and sat down next to him. He was
now sitting up on the edge of the pool, drinking the rest of his beer.
I thanked him for jerking off for me, as it had been a fantasy of mine
for a very long time. I could tell he was exhausted. After all, I’ve
had him running around naked, drinking beer in the sun, then jerking
off for what seemed like at least 15 minutes, then last, but not least,
letting me finger his anus.
Most people would say he’d had a quite an afternoon ! He
eventually got up and walked back to the lounge chair and laid face
down, with his penis sticking down through the straps of the chair,
leaking cum, and with his asshole leaking oil. I took it all in as I
stood up, staring down at his muscular ass, glistening in the sun. A
feeling of girl power came over me, realizing that if I could get Bobby
to perform for me, what are the possibilities with other boys ?.
I just stood there thinking, I am sooooo glad I didn't go to Ft.
Lauderdale.
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